Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves - the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 450 | 2016-05-11 18:00:07 | 67.76 | 85% |
| 435 | 2016-05-04 18:45:58 | 72.02 | 85% |